Eyes that burrow deep into the soul Hands that heal without a touch Words that soothe without a pat on the back Yet your every pat on the back drive us back to the right path Sacrifices upon sacrifices You have laid down like a tray filled with wares Your heart houses a river Yet this mass of water body does not flow Claws! You do not possess A mane! You cannot even boast of one But your strength surpasses a lion's You roar in a rabbit hole And an entire jungle quakes A heart with a void-earth form at creation Large is your heart Deep are your thoughts I do not know you But I have seen you I have felt your touch While your lips press upon my forehead Stripes you have on your spine Your back does not arch But you are mild A little too soft Like sheep's wool Ever soothing! Your smile is a balm Woman, is this what you are made of? #InternationalWomensDay #IWD